This morning I woke up to a small rap at my door. Followed by the entrance of this...
I am a bleary-eyed child.
But my eyes are open enough to know that this is really sweet.
And that this is a good kid.
The End.
My time with Elvis
4 years ago
3 comments:
Looks like Dallin's breakfast has the makings of a signature breakfast dish. Matt's is fluffy pancakes that taste like candy. Mine used to be those biscuits we used to make and eat for breakfast all the time, but I haven't been able to make them right since Edmonton. Two days ago I tried again and they crumbled apart. Baahh! So now I think it's time to find myself a new breakfast signature dish. Hmm...maybe I'll try cinnamon buns.
BEST MORNING EVER!
I love it!
Your blog has become a dedication to your boyfriend. Weirdness.
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